THE RELIGIOUS SHORT STORY GROUP
A CUP OF HONEY ON THE HILL OF LOVE
“Sometimes not to think, I pay attention to your home life, Rhen,” Evi said in the middle of a conversation with her best friend, Rhena.
“Why should you think about it, anyway? This is, right, my family and my household. Just relax, kok,” replied Rhena flat.
Rhena was a graceful and elegant female figure. The dress is all-enclosed and loose, complete with a veil that drains covering the hair until mid-body.
Evi snorted, then noticed Rhena's calm response which always brought a sweet smile when speaking.
“Kok, can, anyway, live a household life as a polygamous wife? Share your husband and love with another woman who has never been known at all, and come like a waste to your household?” exclaims Evi with a face mimic that shows a sense of annoyance and infinite greget.
“At first, anyway, depressed with all the feelings I created myself first. I'm afraid my husband can't be fair. Or maybe my partner is demanding more. Abandoned children and other bad thoughts. But that was before. It turns out not everything happened. My husband is like a man I've known all along. Nothing has changed. It's just that the intensity of his time must now be reduced, because he has to share with his other wife. In addition there is no problem,” replied Rhena relaxed while paying attention to the attitude of Evi who looks fed up with his explanation.
“You never feel jealous?” ask Evi curious.
Rhena smile. “Of course I often feel jealous. But long before my husband decided to remarry, I also often felt jealous. That sense arises when he has to share his love and affection with his children, his mother and also with the Khalik. I don't feel happy with all that. But gradually I began to realize, the husband was also a human being who had an obligation to share with other beings of God. Just like me with an Evi, my best friend is.”
“But it is, right, different, Rhen!” Evi started to grow.
“It is we who often sort and discriminate, dear. Assessing things with our point of view without adjusting them to the thoughts of others. Especially with people close to us.” Rhena still remained calm as if without the slightest burden.
“You don't feel betrayed by your own husband, Rhen?" Ask Evi to investigate. "Remember, how on your wedding day, your husband recited a clicked sigh in front of the ruler, guardian and witness. Swear in the name of God will always love and take care of you.”
“I don't feel betrayed by anyone. My husband's love and affection never diminished. Instead, he was enriching his heart with feelings that were not just for me. The wedding vows were only for my husband. But not to decide its obligations with other parties. To his mother, his brother, his friend, his neighbor and now to his other wife.”
“I don't understand, Rhen.” Evi frowned while scratching her non-itchy head.
Rhena smiled again. “For one example only, when a husband promises in the name of God to always be faithful and loving to his wife, but does not decide his obligation to remain faithful, he said, loving and loving another woman is her own mother. For us as women, being married by a man does not mean that the husband belongs to the full wife. One day he will belong to his children or his other wife.”
“Ya Lord.”
“Only one owner completely, that is none other .. Allah Subhanahu Wata’ala.”
“Crazy you, Rhena!”
“Kok, crazy? That, right, is clearly stated in the guidelines of our lives as Muslims, Al-Qur’an and Al-Hadits, Evi.”
“Yes, how can I not say crazy? While all this time I saw and heard about the life of polygamy, nothing but only limited disputes, squabbles, competition between old wives and young wives. Finally many end in divorce!”
Rhena smiled and shook her head. “Why do we only care about such problems? Why are we more reluctant to follow the example of harmonious polygamy? Appeal to those who can carry out their duties on the basis of religious rules. Exemplifying the household life of the Prophet. That is the best example and toradan suri us. Doesn't the dispute and divorce not only happen to polygamists? The monogamy is also a lot, kok.”
“Because monogamy is more than polygamy. That's why the numbers are monopolized."
“Because more do not make religious guidelines a foundation for life. Most of us are based on lust and ego, Evi. I, right, have said, devote myself to the household life of our lord Prophet Muhammad Salallahu'alaihi Wasallam.”
“That, right, prophet, Rhena. His life is guaranteed. Where has the prophet made a mistake?”
“In the presence of these chosen men, God gives clear evidence that if all aspects of human life rest on His word, then God's promise we will be able to get. God Himself guarantees it, Evi.”
“It is, right, only human reason alone to fulfill his lust and lust by imitating the sunnah of the prophet. The main goal is still to get the legality of biological fulfillment only.”
“Lho, what's wrong? Is not one of the purposes of marriage to make something that was haram become halal? Legalize the life and association of two types of people, and protect both with the law, so as not to clash with existing norms. Orgasm is of course one of the reasons, why humans want to do marriage, right? Rather than cheating or adultery? Which is worse?”
“One wife is not enough? Why two, three, four, .... and so on, anyway?”
“The man was created complete with his lust, Evi. No man feels fulfilled unless he is good at gratitude."
Rhena sipped the drink presented in front of her. Silent moment.
“Males and females created by God each have their own uniqueness, Evi. Why did God create more women than men? Why then does God bestow upon the world the law of polygamy? Why does God give mothers three times higher degrees than fathers? Why did God give higher degrees to the fathers as priests for the mothers? Why are the fields of reward and practice even more on the lives of households? Nothing else is that in marriage God gives certain advantages to each of the families according to their capacity. Remember, charity for someone who is not married, not necessarily he will get the good-goods in married life. But it is precisely the virtues after fulfilling the marriage that he will be able to get as when he was still not married. This means that marriage makes charity twice as good as before. Hence why the marriage was called the charity field of goodness.”
“But, right, so unfair, while the husband can more opportunities to do charity with his wives, while we can only stay home without much activity.”
“In fact, if in terms of time we are the wives who have more opportunities to invest in rewards. Even staying at home is a big practice for us. Provided intended to worship, maintain trust, and property entrusted by the husband. Don't be discouraged, my friend, letting your husband marry again is his guarantee of heaven, you know. It was God's promise.”
“But, right, must be sincere, Rhena.”
“Ikhlas or not, it is already a provision of God, Evi. We choose Islam as a religion, of course we must be prepared for all the consequences. It includes the laws that are within it. Like it or not, we have to accept it. After all, that sense of sincerity is the same as guidance that must be sought and fought for. Instead of waiting for a miracle to descend from the sky.”
Unfortunately, the conversation had to end. Rhena had to get ready to go home because she had been picked up by her husband who was waiting in the parking lot. A small car. Inside were two people waiting for Rhena to come out of the restaurant, where they had a conversation with her friend, Evi.
“Assalamu’alaikum, Abi, Dik,” greet Rhena on two figures who are in the vehicle.
A man and a young woman who are both veiled as herself, Rhena.
“Wa’alaikumsalaam, Brother. Brother just sat in front, yes, same Abi. Let me just behind,” exclaimed the young female figure while opening the door and rushing out of the vehicle.
“Not necessary, Dik. Brother is okay, really. You are in front of the same Abi,” said Rhena.
“It's okay, Brother. This is as a form of respect for young wives as seniors only,” replied the young woman who was none other than Rhena's honeymoon.
“Ah, this little sister could have."
They both laughed.
“Oh, yes, Brother. I chose clothes that I and Abi thought were good for sister.”
“O, yes? Wah, thank you, Abi and Adik.”
“Later at home we try, yes, Brother?"
“Bby, time, anyway, try here?”
They both laughed again.
“Alhamdulillah,” muttered the husband saw the familiarity of his two wives. His smile was glistened with lips licked wet when he saw the still stunned figure of Evi standing not far from them.
“Your friend, Umi?” ask Rhena.
“Yes, we talked a lot inside. Why, Abi?”
“Ah, is it okay, Umi?”
“Abi likes?”
“Aaan, anyway, Umi?”
The wives laughed at the attitude of their husbands. Along with that slowly the vehicle began to creep away leaving the parking lot.
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